I do not own Naruto but I DO own the all the OCs
Chapter 22: Decisions
Kakuzu and Hidan stood where they were, not knowing what to do.
"What are you doing?" Katamaru demanded, shutting the door.
"I should be asking you the same thing," Kakuzu retorted.
Katamaru smirked, walking towards them.
"Well, you might as well leave," he said firmly.
"Yes," Kakuzu replied. "Of course. Right after I delete this."
"Typical answer."
Kakuzu was about to press the delete button when he heard a clanging noise.
He turned, swiftly, and saw Hidan's spear and kunai (he'd left his scythe at home) in the middle of the floor. Katamaru had Hidan on the floor. He held a large knife in his hand.
Hidan was helpless to do anything with all his weapons at least 5 feet away (it was a very large bedroom) and Katamaru standing above him with a knife.
Kakuzu got up and began to move towards Katamaru, ready to fight.
"Don't take another step," Katamaru ordered. "Or both Hidan and his child die."
Kakuzu stopped.
They watched each other carefully.
"Y'know," Kakuzu said. "Killing his child would make no sense for you because of your article. Second, Hidan is immortal."
"True," Katamaru answered. "But I just in case this was to happen I did discover the one thing that could kill him."
"Hmm?"
"I can smother him, of course. Even you know that."
Kakuzu never presumed Katamaru would have found out. Odd enough, it was true. Although the reason was unknown, something about smothering could kill a Jashinist. Of course, the Akatsuki were the only ones who knew.
Katamaru held a cloth tightly to Hidan's nose and mouth.
"I'd suggest you do nothing, Kakuzu-san," Katamaru said.
Hidan began to try to break from Katamaru's grasp, attempting to pry his arms off, but surprising enough, Katamaru was quite strong.
"Okay," Kakuzu agreed. "Just stop."
Katamaru took the cloth away; Hidan gasped for air.
"Alright," Katamaru said. "Step away from that computer."
"Let go of Hidan," Kakuzu replied, firmly.
"You first."
Kakuzu obeyed and Katamaru released his grasp. The two passed each other and exchanged malevolent glance.
Kakuzu helped Hidan to his feet.
"Are you okay?" Kakuzu asked.
"Y-yeah," Hidan looked up at Kakuzu. "I-I'm sorry, Kakuzu."
"It's okay," Kakuzu comforted. "We can get through this."
"Well," Katamaru said, mockingly. "I suppose you'll be leaving now. You have no more business here, now do you?"
"So what is this for?" Kakuzu asked.
"What?" Katamaru looked up.
"Why are you so interested in doing this?"
Katamaru dropped what he was doing and walked over to Kakuzu, a serious look fixed in his eyes.
"Kakuzu-san, Uwasabanashi magazine is the most successful gossip magazine in Japan, but if I get this article it will be the most successful magazine in the world. I will be famous, invincible to almost anything. I will make history."
"And so you don't really care what happens to anyone besides you?" Kakuzu narrowed his eyes.
"Why would I?" Katamaru asked.
"I just supposed you were less selfish than that. Not so dark-hearted. More--what's the word I'm looking for? Oh, hospitable."
"I saved you from an evil woman who attacked you in the middle of the night," Hidan gritted his teeth. "I let you in on private secrets and we told you the truth. We were your friends. Of course, that was a big mistake. I swear to Jashin, I'd kill you right now if I could."
Kakuzu sighed.
"Don't waste your breath Hidan," he said. "Let's go."
He grabbed Hidan's hand and left though the mansion, not caring of the looks that the maids gave them as they passed.
Thanks for reading! :) That whole thing about killing a Jashinist, I made it up. I have no idea if anything can kill a Jashinist. ^.^;
~Katsuki Shizenno